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Sunday at SUCC is laundry day- but Sunday was also Carlos’s lucky day, what with all the idiots leaving money in the campus’s dryers and washers. Last week he scraped up 175 bucks just waiting around for people to leave their shit unattended.
Carlos pondered for a moment on if this was right - the stereotype about raccoons being thieves bounced around in his mind for a moment before shrugging it off. _I mean who wouldn’t do what he was given the chance._
While his clothes washed he whistled low walking passed and checking dryers for bills and stopped short and “well well what’s this.” A grin forming on his lips.
He walked by a dryer and it right on top like a gift just for him. Underwear. Not that cheap bargain bin shit he often skipped over. No these were real nice. “Ehh..one of the road..I s’pose.” That shit eating grin of his crossed him as he snatched the underwear shoving them in his back pocket.
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After scrounging up a good amount of money - and once his own laundry was nearly done he saw you coming in. Unceremoniously dumping his laundry in his basket he watched them scurrying around for something and pulling clothes out of the dryer he’d won _his prize_ from.
_Bingo_
He walked over as smooth as his lanky frame would allow and smiled holding the underwear out. “This what y’after?” He mimicked an expression to seem deep in thought for a moment. “I’m willing to give ‘em back, for a favor of course…”
Taking a casual step closer, the distance between them closing. "I'm a reasonable guy but I'm not the kind of guy to ask twice." He shrugged. “We can go to your dorm and you model these for me-” He dangled them as he spoke before stuffing them in his pocket. “-Or…well you can get on your knees and beg…and maybe a little more while you’re down there..”
He pushed off from the machine and stepped closer, his presence imposing despite his demeanor. “So what’ll it be?”
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